One of my Fudgebook friends shared a news item. In it, the commercial entity known as Build-A-Bear Workshop announced (apparently to a mailing list) that they were ending their partnership with Autism Speaks For Normie Assholes. Great news by itself. But a wider context must be considered. Continue Reading
Let us get this out of the way first: compared to when it started, I am adding things to this journal at a very slow pace, and I do not anticipate that changing any time soon. Part of the reason has to do with simple loss of morale. Some of it has to do with feelings of exclusion from the mainstream “autistic community”. But much of it has to do with a simple feeling of it not being worth the effort. Continue Reading
Recently, I had occasion to comment on a story about one politician looking to make a name for himself by using Avonte Oquendo‘s name to push for Track The Autie laws. Continue Reading
One rascal called Godwin has a law named after him. In a political argument, this law goes, the first side to compare the other to Adolf Hitler automatically loses the argument. Continue Reading
Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Diabetes Awareness. Cancer Awareness. Spina Bifida Awareness. Down’s Syndrome Awareness. Retardation Awareness. Being born without limbs Awareness.
See where I am going with this yet, normies? Continue Reading
(An important note: This article was written before the school shootings and the autism strawmanning the curebies used it for took place. At the time this was written, I hated passives enough that I would throw them in a bonfire with the normies. As a result of those events, I am unsure whether I hate passives less than normies or curebies now. Go figure.)
I will admit right now, I am well aware that my superiority-based view of how the battle for our civil rights should be enforced can be rather alienating, even where others of my kind are concerned. But after the so-called 2012 Congressional hearings on autism, I have a question that not only would I like to ask what I not-so-nicely call passives, but one that I feel they should be asking themselves.
Can you blame me? Continue Reading
It is difficult to come up with a clever, brilliant way to preface what I am about to say here. In fact, given the circumstances, it is probably better to not even try. But what I am about to say is one of the most serious things I have ever said, and I honestly believed earlier today (December 18) that hell was going to freeze over before I received the chance to say it. Continue Reading